Douluo: Steal Tang San's luck and become stronger!

Tang Ya sat next to Tang Lan, occasionally serving him food, and softly talking about some adjustments to the sect's internal affairs, as well as the various support work that Huo Yuhao and Bei Bei were doing in the rear.

Her voice was gentle and her thoughts were clear and logical, allowing her to manage the vast affairs of the Tang Clan in an orderly manner.

At first, Dingdel and Jona were a little reserved, but after Tang Lan took the initiative to ask them about the details of their trip to the southwest, they gradually opened up and talked about how they cooperated with Xu Yu, the city lord of Rose City, and how they tracked down and hunted down the evil soul master team in the wild. When they talked about the thrilling parts, they drew gasps of amazement from everyone.

Wang Qiu'er sat on the other side of Tang Lan, watching the lively and harmonious scene before her. She watched Tang Lan chatting and laughing with everyone, her sharp profile appearing particularly soft under the light, and a warm smile spreading across her golden eyes.

The feeling of being surrounded by partners and fighting for a common goal made her feel incredibly grounded.

After several rounds of drinks and dishes, the conversation naturally returned to the upcoming battle. The joking around faded, and everyone began exchanging information they already possessed.

The analysis examines the possible defenses of Dongyang City, discusses how the various forces of the Tang Clan should coordinate with the main army's actions, and how to deal with the various insidious tactics that the Holy Spirit Cult might employ.

Tang Lan listened carefully to everyone's opinions and suggestions, occasionally raising key questions or giving directional instructions.

He did not act arbitrarily, but rather made full use of the wisdom of the people.

This gathering, in a way, became a high-level military conference before the war, only the atmosphere was much more relaxed and harmonious than a formal meeting.

Time flew by amidst the lively discussions and occasional toasts. Outside the window, a faint grayish-white hue gradually appeared on the inky horizon where the sea and sky met. The tireless sound of the waves crashed against the distant reefs and shore.

Before we knew it, a night had passed, and the sky was beginning to lighten with the first light of dawn.

After the final issues were largely discussed, Tang Lan looked at the faintly brightening sky outside the window, raised the last of the wine in her glass, and said loudly.

"Dawn is breaking. That's all for today. Everyone has had a long journey and a good night's chat, so go back and get some rest. Wen Yun has already arranged the rooms. In the next few days, people from all sides will arrive one after another, and the prelude to the great battle is about to begin. Recharge your energy and prepare to meet the challenge!"

Everyone rose to their feet, raised their glasses, and echoed the call to arms. Despite having been up all night, all those present were highly skilled Soul Masters, their spirits still high, their eyes brimming with fighting spirit.

After finishing their drinks, everyone bid farewell to Tang Lan and Wang Qiu'er, and led by Wen Yun, they went to their respective rooms to rest.

The following day, sunlight streamed through the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the Imperial Suite. Tang Lan slowly awoke from her deep meditation, her eyes opening with a fleeting, luminous light.

The vast aura surrounding him, though subdued, still sent shivers down his spine. He had talked with everyone until dawn last night, but hadn't truly slept; instead, he had meditated instead of resting, and now his spirit had returned to its peak.

He had just stood up when he heard a series of hushed but well-organized discussions coming from the living room outside the suite. The voices belonged to Tang Ya, Ma Xiaotao, and it seemed that Xiao Xiao and Jiang Nannan were also present.

Their conversation was not casual; it concerned the resettlement of Tang Sect disciples upon their arrival in Hanhai City, the allocation of supplies, and the details of liaison with the vanguard of the Douling Empire. Their speech was slow but clear and decisive, indicating that they already had a well-developed plan.

Tang Lan's lips curled slightly, a sense of emotion and satisfaction rising in his heart. The Tang Clan had grown to a considerable size, with countless affairs to manage, and was no longer the place where he needed to handle everything personally, as it had in its early days.

These companions who came together from Shrek Academy have long since shed their naivety through trials and tribulations and the tempering of sect management.

Each of them has grown into a pillar capable of standing on their own, becoming the true backbone of the Tang Clan. With them around, many routine operations and scheduling can now be completed efficiently and autonomously.

After washing up and tidying himself up, he changed into a simple black outfit, pushed open the bedroom door, and went to the living room. Sure enough, Tang Ya, Ma Xiaotao, Xiao Xiao, and Jiang Nannan were sitting around the long conference table.

Wen Yun and the others were already sitting together, several maps and documents spread out on the table. They were pointing at something and discussing something in hushed tones. When they saw Tang Lan come out, everyone stopped talking and looked over.

"Lan, you're awake?"

Tang Ya smiled gently and stood up to greet her.

"Sect Master."

The others also greeted them.

Tang Lan nodded, walked to the head seat and sat down, her gaze sweeping over the documents on the table that had clearly been meticulously processed, and smiled.

"Looks like I got up pretty early? You guys are already busy."

Ma Xiaotao pushed a neatly bound stack of documents in front of Tang Lan and said crisply.

"It's not that busy, just checking some established arrangements again. Here, these are the detailed implementation plans and related disciple transfer orders that we initially agreed on last night and supplemented and improved this morning. Take a look."

Tang Lan took the stack of documents, which was not thin, and felt a slight heaviness in her hand.

He turned to the first page, his gaze sweeping over it quickly. The documents were clearly categorized and organized. The first part contained a detailed list of the elite forces from various branches and affiliated sects of the Tang Clan who had arrived or were about to arrive in Hanhai City, including their numbers, cultivation levels, and other details.

The specialties and temporary encampment locations. The second part consists of several draft action plans for the battle of Dongyang City, including the "Thunder Plan" for a coordinated frontal attack with the main army, and the "Decapitation Plan" targeting high-level Soul Masters and potential Holy Spirit Cult experts.

The "Rock Solid Plan" was designed to defend against and counter the Holy Spirit Church's attacks, and there was even a "Retreat and Support Plan" in case the war went badly or major unforeseen events occurred. Each plan was further subdivided into several stages and sub-plans for different scenarios.

The plan takes into account various factors such as weather, terrain, potential special tactics used by the enemy, and the security of logistical supply lines. The third part outlines the preliminary communication mechanism and key points of cooperation with Shrek Academy reinforcements and the Douling Empire military.

Tang Lan flipped through the pages, growing more and more astonished with each reading.

These plans are so thorough and comprehensive, so meticulous and detailed, that they even include contingency plans for some potential risks that he hadn't discussed in depth the previous night.

Its completeness and rigor far exceeded his expectations. Even with his discerning eye, he couldn't find any obvious flaws or omissions for a while.

This was by no means something that Tang Ya, Ma Xiaotao, and others could have conceived and perfected overnight. There must have been a core figure who was extremely good at overall planning and strategy, who was leading or providing the key framework behind the scenes.

He put down the documents, looked up at everyone, and asked in his eyes.

"These plans and orders are excellent, and extremely well thought out. In particular, these operational plans are interconnected and have sufficient contingency plans, which could not have been accomplished hastily. It seems that in the six months since I left, another remarkable talent has been added to our ranks? I don't recall you mentioning it in detail last night."

Tang Ya and Ma Xiaotao exchanged a smile, while Jiang Nannan and Xiao Xiao also showed expressions of pride. Tang Ya nodded.

"As expected, I couldn't hide it from you. Indeed, the sect recently added a person who can be described as a genius. The framework of these overall coordination and plans is mostly his work. We have only supplemented and refined it according to the actual situation."

"Oh? A polymath?"

Tang Lan's interest grew even stronger.

“Tell me in detail,” Xiaoxiao said eagerly.

"Brother Lan, this guy is amazing! His name is Zhuge Feng, he's probably in his early thirties, and he came to the Tang Sect himself to ask to join. At the time, Senior Brother Yuhao was at headquarters receiving and assessing him. After a conversation and tests, Senior Brother Yuhao was so impressed that he was granted the title of Elder!"

Jiang Nannan added in a gentle voice, her tone filled with admiration.

"Elder Zhuge possesses twin martial souls. His first martial soul is 'Wind,' a pure and powerful elemental martial soul that grants him incredible speed and a certain degree of crowd control. His second martial soul, however, is even more peculiar and rare—it is 'Brain'!"

"Brain Martial Soul?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Lan raised an eyebrow slightly.

Such a martial spirit that directly affects the very essence of the spirit is truly one in a million.

"Yes."

Tang Ya took over the conversation and explained in detail.

"Although this 'brain' martial soul is not a combat type, it has given Elder Zhuge Feng a total amount of mental power, calculation ability, deduction ability and memory ability far exceeding those of ordinary people."

His quick thinking, far-sighted planning, and ingenious strategy were simply unbelievable. Moreover, his own soul power cultivation hadn't lagged behind; he was now an 87th-level Soul Douluo. With the agility of his Wind Martial Soul and the superior reaction and prediction abilities granted by his Brain Martial Soul, his combat capabilities were also quite formidable.

Ma Xiaotao chimed in, her tone tinged with emotion.

"This person is not only exceptionally resourceful, but also possesses remarkable eloquence and persuasiveness. Since officially joining the Tang Clan two months ago, he has taken the initiative to persuade three medium-sized sects, who were originally hesitant and observing, to join him.

That's not all. He even persuaded several powerful and aloof lone Soul Douluos, as well as... a reclusive, level 92 lone Title Douluo, 'Phantom Douluo,' to join our Tang Sect because of him. This has truly elevated the Tang Sect's top combat strength level once again.

Wen Yun also spoke respectfully from the side.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, although I am far away in the Vast Ocean, I am aware of Elder Zhuge's achievements through internal channels. In the past two months, there have been several large-scale inter-regional transfers of disciples within the sect."

The centralized allocation of resources and the several key contingency plans formulated in response to changes in the situation in the southwest were all led by Elder Zhuge, and the process was exceptionally smooth and effective.

He possesses an almost supernatural ability in overall planning and meticulous attention to detail.

Listening to everyone's high praise of Elder Zhuge Feng, Tang Lan's interest grew even stronger. He was someone Huo Yuhao had directly granted to him an elder title, and someone who could persuade a Title Douluo to join him.

To be able to organize the vast Tang Sect so efficiently in such a short time, and to produce such a near-perfect draft battle plan... this person's abilities truly deserve the title of "all-rounder," and could even be called a "genius."

Where is such a person now?

Tang Lan asked, already feeling the urge to meet him.

Tang Ya replied.

"Elder Zhuge arrived in Hanhai City a few days earlier than us. He was in charge of making preparations ahead of us, coordinating the resettlement of the Tang Clan disciples who arrived earlier, and making initial contact with the local forces. Right now, he should be in a manor that we have temporarily rented in the city, processing all kinds of information that have been gathered and making personnel allocations."

He is extremely focused and dedicated to his work. We wanted to invite him to come along, but considering he had a lot on his plate and the meeting agenda was largely finalized, we decided not to disturb him.

Tang Lan stood up and said decisively.

"Since Elder Zhuge has gone to such lengths to plan all this for us, how can we sit here idly by? Come, lead the way, let's go and see this Mr. Zhuge in person."

Seeing Tang Lan's enthusiasm, no one objected. Thus, Tang Lan, Tang Ya, Ma Xiaotao, Xiao Xiao, Jiang Nannan, Wang Qiu'er, and Wen Yun, along with their group, did not make a big fuss.

They quietly left the Haitian Restaurant and, led by Wen Yun, walked through the streets of Hanhai City, which were gradually becoming bustling in the early morning, towards a relatively quiet residential area in the west of the city.

Before long, the group arrived at a sprawling manor with white walls and blue tiles. Disciples dressed in Tang Clan attire stood guard at the manor entrance, where they met Tang Ya, Ma Xiaotao, and the others.

They immediately bowed respectfully and allowed passage. The manor was quiet and secluded, with many sea-resistant flowers and trees planted inside. Several buildings were scattered among them, not luxurious, but clean and orderly, clearly well-maintained.

Wen Yun was clearly a regular visitor, as she led the group with practiced ease to a detached three-story building deep within the manor. Disciples guarded the entrance, and upon seeing the group, they were surprised and about to announce their arrival when Tang Ya gently waved her hand to stop them.

"Is Elder Zhuge in his study upstairs?"

Tang Ya asked the guard in a low voice.

"Yes, Madam. Elder Zhuge went in early this morning and instructed that we should not disturb him unless it is urgent."

The guard answered respectfully.

Tang Ya nodded, signaling everyone to walk quietly. She then walked in front, gently pushing open the slightly ajar door on the ground floor of the small building and climbing the steps. The third floor contained only a spacious study, the door of which was not fully closed, leaving a crack.

Through the crack in the door, one could see a man sitting behind a desk by the window in the study. The man was dressed in a simple blue scholar's robe, his hair was neatly tied up with a wooden hairpin, his profile was clear, his nose was high and straight, and he was slightly frowning at the moment.

He was intently reviewing a thick document, a pen in his right hand occasionally making quick annotations. His desk was piled high with various files, maps, and letters.

It almost buried half of his body, but he processed it extremely quickly. With a glance, he made a decision on the pen, appearing calm and composed, yet extremely efficient.

Tang Ya stopped at the door, not going in immediately. Instead, she turned back and smiled slightly at Tang Lan and the others before raising her hand and gently knocking on the open door. At the same time, she spoke in a gentle voice, her tone full of concern.

"Elder Zhuge Feng, the affairs within the sect are certainly important and require your continued attention, but please take care of your health and do not overwork yourself."

Inside the study, Zhuge Feng, who was engrossed in his documents, paused slightly upon hearing the sound.

The voice was gentle and familiar; it belonged to Tang Ya, the sect leader's wife.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked toward the doorway, following the sound.

Upon that glance, a clear look of astonishment flashed across his calm, unwavering eyes. (End of Chapter)